Ray Todd: The farmers hot family

Betty just stared at him with a shocked expression on her face. Old man Trotter was a gaunt bald-headed man in his fifties who'd never once smiled in the classroom. He was so dried up in his appearance that Betty had never thought of him as ever having a cock, much less wanting to be sucked off.

"Are you crazy?" she gasped.

"Not at all unless you want me to tell your pa," he grinned, lowering th zipper on his pants.

Betty could hardly believe her eyes when the stem, prim principal yanked his stiff prick out through his open fly. She couldn't get over the bigness of his cock as he obscenely stroked it right in front of her.

"Well," he asked in a hot excited voice. "Are you going to suck me off or not?"

When she didn't answer, he slowly removed his coat and tie, and then the rest of his clothes until he was standing stark naked, his hard boner throbbing up from between his spindly legs. As much as she disliked the man, Betty eyed his big rigid dick with a strange fascination. It was a lot different than the twins' pricks. His cock was much longer and thicker, with a heavy bag of balls, all covered with a thick mat of silvery hairs. There was a hard thickness about his shaft that made her juicy little twat tingle. She was being forced into this, but deep in her heart she was quite excited about it.

Without saying a word, he spread himself out on the grass, his stiff boner pointing to the heavens above. When he was sprawled out on his back, Betty nervously stood up, the twins' sticky sperm till dropping out of her excited little twat. The man gazed hungrily up at Betty's little body with the big over-blown tits and the soft plump thighs that led up to her sweet puffy cunt. He could see the wet inner flesh of her open twat, and the slippery string of cum that was dripping slowly from between her coral-tinted cuntlips. His throbbing boner was jerking frantically in anticipation of what was coming.

Dropping to her knees between the principal's outstretched legs, she stared at his thick stiff dick. By concentrating on his prick and not his face, she was becoming more aroused at the sight of his hard staff. Reaching between his legs, she gently cupped his balls in her palms. His wrinkled nut-sac was so much heavier than the twins', and the bristly hair was like steel wool. She stared excitedly at his big purple cockhead, wondering if it would taste the same as the boys.

"Come, on Betty," he whispered in a more gentle voice. "Give old Trotter a nice hot blow-job and your pa will never know about the naughty things you were doing with the Larson boys."

Staring at his straining cock, Betty suddenly realized what a wonderful organ a man's prick really was. It was thick, heavy and engorged with blood, and had a beautiful purple head with a milky white shaft that was strangely entwined with a network of throbbing veins. Her little pussy was dripping with horny excitement as she watched the oily seminal fluids oozing from the little hole in the tip of his cockhead, making the smooth surface glisten under the rays of the late afternoon sun.

Lowering her head, the girl flicked her tongue and lapped at the oozing fluid. His thick heavy cock began twitching from the electric touch of her sweet wet tongue. She ran her soft tongue over the shiny fat knob in a teasing circular pattern, making tighter circles with every revolution until she speared the tip of her tongue against the leaking slit on the end of his cock.

The quivering teacher stared down excitedly, unable to believe that a teen could give him such pleasure. He'd forced the teen into performing this lewd act on him, yet it was more than obvious that she was thoroughly enjoying it.

"Oh, Betty," he sobbed, half beside himself with joy. "From now on you're going to get such good grades in school."

The horny little youngster didn't give a shit about grades, but she loved the taste of the man's big dripping cockhead. Her tongue was hungrily lapping along the sensitive flesh, as his knob seemed to swell even bigger. From her experiences with the twins, Betty knew it wouldn't take long for him to unload a torrent of jizz into her mouth.

Because of his long Spartan life as a teacher in a rural community, Mr. Trotter had never experienced a blow-job, but he'd almost gone out of his mind when he saw little Betty sucking off Peter Larson. He'd never dreamed of molesting one of his young students, but the scene today had driven him wild. He was trembling with excitement as the little redheaded youngster teased his cock with her tongue, and she hadn't even taken it into her mouth yet. Panting heavily and his heart pounding in his chest, he was afraid that if she continued licking his prick, he'd shoot his wad before she ever sucked on it.

He gave a sudden lurch when Betty moved her face don, sucking as much of his thick cockhead as possible into her mouth, her tongue lapping deliciously against the sensitive underside, making him shudder even more. He'd never dreamed that a teen's mouth could bring him such intense pleasure. Her pulling, sucking lips and her lapping tongue seemed to be trying to draw his asshole right up through his cock. This wildly sucking teen was the ultimate, making him feel as if the top of his head were about to blow off. It was as if the precious little girl had been brought into the world for the sole purpose of making cocks. After over fifty years on this rather bleak earth, a teenager was giving him the ultimate thrill of his entire lifetime. Her sucking lips were leeched tightly around his shaft with a puffing suction that was almost blowing his mind.

The trembling principal felt his swollen knob pushing against the back of her throat the horny youngster took more and more of it into her mouth. He watched with amazement as her little freckled nose moved closer and closer to the hairy base of his rod until it actually pressed into his belly. The teen had taken his entire tool into her mouth and throat.

Slowly lifting her head, the youngster sucked on the entire length of his slippery boner until it popped out of her mouth.

"D'ya like this?" She smiled up at him.

"Oh, God, Betty," he panted. "That feels so good, darling!"

"Am I a good cocksucker?" she asked, her naughty eyes dancing with joy.

"The best," he stammered.

"Good," the girl giggled. "Because I'm just getting started."

Lowering her head, Betty opened her mouth wide and took his big bulging cockhead into her mouth again, letting it soak in her warm saliva as she sucked. Groaning raspingly, a lustful tremor shook his entire body.

Betty cocked an eye upward as she sucked on his thick boner, and was pleased to see the wild excitement on his face. She'd never liked the stern old principal, but it was sure fun to suck on his big juicy prick. Pumping up and down, her lips were slithering smoothly over his gnarly shaft, riding the slippery film of saliva that her tongue had spread. His thick hard boner was stroking her lips deliciously as his fat cockhead slid back and forth over her lapping tongue. Her deep sucking on his bloated knob was drawing out the tasty seminal fluids from the tip of his prick which further stimulated her taste buds as it dribbled down the back of her throat.

But, best of all was the feeling of command she felt over him. She'd turned the tables on him and the man was no longer the tyrannical principal who always dominated his frightened students. The thrilled youngster sucked more fervently on the thick rod that was gliding in and out between her sucking lips.

Staring down, Mr. Trotter could see her huge young tits flopping wildly beneath her as the girl's head bobbed up and down over his cock. Looking beneath her belly, he could see her pussy hairs glistening with moisture. He suddenly felt a wild urge to bury his cock into the youngster's hot little cunt.

"Oh, Betty," he panted, excitedly lifting her face from his prick. "Will you sit on my cock, darling?"